(The update is not stable, I said it at the beginning of the month. Who doesn’t have anything important in life? On the first day, I made it clear that there are few updates this month, and I sincerely ask everyone to vote for this month’s monthly vote to the writer next to me. In the end, I didn't expect that there are still many people talking about it today. Let's talk about it, but there are a few people who still scream about what to do...
Oh, why bother? Why bother? It's not easy for everyone, so let's be tolerant. )
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I don't know who the young lady is, shivering under the black dagger that smells faintly of blood, she is so pitiful, her brows are slightly frowned, and her heart is full of desire.
This girl was very strange and weak. Fan Xian didn't know him, and he didn't feel any pity for her beauty. Seeing this pale girl opening her mouth to call for help, Fan Xian covered her mouth with his left hand extremely quickly. , followed by a flick of her fingertips, ready to seal her meridians, making her unable to move for the time being...
However, before the fingertips touched him, Fan Xian was surprised to find that the strange lady he had restrained groaned in his palm and passed out.
Fan Xian was stunned, and lightly pressed his fingers on the young lady's neck to confirm that she really passed out, not just pretending to be unconscious. He couldn't help but withdraw his hand and put her on the chair. He looked at his fingers and frowned, thinking how could this young lady have passed out before he had time to apply the drug
The furrow between his brows hadn't disappeared yet, because Fan Xian had been listening attentively to the shouts outside the mansion. He listened quietly, ready to take the next step after those who were chasing him entered the mansion.
However, to his surprise, the noise outside the mansion did not last long, and after a few words of negotiation, the officers and soldiers who were chasing him left.
Fan Xian was slightly startled, walked to the window, looked towards the front door of the mansion, frowned, and thought to himself who lived in this mansion, who could be so trusted by the power of the Eldest Princess? At this critical moment, can you avoid the search of the Kyoto Prefecture
Although this mansion occupies a large area, but judging from the format, it is not the family of Prince He Fang, but probably the residence of a certain minister in the court. He frowned and thought for a long time, but he still couldn't remember which minister of the eldest princess lived in this square street.
Although he hadn't guessed the owner of the mansion, since the pursuers had left, Fan Xian relaxed a little, so he had some free time to observe the room he was in.
It doesn't matter if you don't look at it or not, after taking a closer look, Fan Xian couldn't help being taken aback again, just like when he first recognized the boudoir as a study and met that strange lady.
Because... This boudoir is not only filled with several bookshelves full of books, it does not look like a young lady's boudoir at all, and there is not even a little female red thing, and there are two fanfare sticks on the pillars on both sides of the desk. An unusually familiar couplet.
"The tender cold locks the dream because of the cold spring, and the fragrant cage is the fragrance of wine."
Fan Xian narrowed his eyes slightly, and couldn't help but glance at the lady who was unconscious in the chair. He secretly thought that something was wrong. This couplet was made by Qin Guan, a scholar of the Song Dynasty in that world—the reason why it appeared in this world , this lady's boudoir is naturally thanks to Fan Xian's handwritten copy of Dream of the Red Chamber.
This couplet once appeared in Qin Keqing's room in the book. The reason why Fan Xian secretly called it wrong is because Qin Keqing is such a charming and romantic character, and this couplet hanging in the room is considered appropriate. Well, this pair of couplets really doesn't match the young lady on the chair, and the scholarly atmosphere in this boudoir.
The densely packed books on the bookshelves were the second reason for Fan Xian's shock. There were no biographies of women on those bookshelves, no homework from women's schools, and no biographies of the most widely circulated poems in the world. On display is…
There are three sets of Banxianzhai Poetry Collection, various versions of Banxianzhai Poetry Collection, especially the version that Zhuang Mohan personally wrote.
There are also three whole rows of the Zhuang edition of classics and histories compiled by Fan Xian himself a year ago and produced by the Taixue. These are the results of sorting out some of the books in that carriage.
And the most on the bookshelf... is the Dream of Red Mansions, or the story of the stone, all kinds of editions of the story of the stone, long or short, beautiful or crude packaging, most of them are published by Danbo Bookstore in the past three years, and some of them are unknown The works of the famous small bookstore.
Fan Xian stood in front of the bookshelf in a daze, looking at these books exuding a faint fragrance of ink, he fell into silence for some reason. He didn't know who the lady in coma was from the He family, and he didn't know why this lady valued so much the words he left in this world.
Vaguely, Fan Xian sniffed lightly, as if he had completely forgotten that he was in the dangerous place of Kyoto and was planning a bloody conspiracy, and just looked at these books calmly. For a moment, he suddenly felt very satisfied.
People are always going to die. I have lived twice, and I have had two completely different lives. It has surpassed the gift of the creator, and I have left these words and spiritual things in the world of Qingguo. , even if you die today, how many regrets can you have
The writing does not belong to him, nor does the spiritual wealth belong to Fan Xian, but all of these are brought from that world and given to this world by him.
Fan Xian was suddenly a little proud, proud of being a bridge, proud of leaving certain traces. This may be very similar to Ye Qingmei's emotion when she changed the world.
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It was already night outside the window, only the silver light from the sky came in. People in this era always eat dinner very early, and this young lady is probably used to being alone, so during this period of time, none of the servants came into the house to say hello, instead Fan Xian had a very rare solitude Think back to the moment.
At this time, he had already got rid of the previous sudden emotion, walked to the desk, looked at the snow-white rice paper with fresh ink on the table, and looked at some fragmentary words copied on the paper, the corners of his lips could not help but emerge. A faint smile appeared.
He has a lot of zhenqi in his body, and his six senses are extraordinary, so naturally he doesn't need to light a candle, and there is no need for outsiders to find out.
"The author is crazy, who can understand the meaning?" Fan Xian looked at the handwriting on the paper and said to himself, thinking that this lady is really an idiot, seeing how beautiful the handwriting is on the paper, maybe this lady There should be some inner wisdom.
Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a touch of red in the partition under the side of the desk, and curiously reached out to take it out. This is a not-so-thick book. The cover is a red cover with no words, about eight inches square. Fan Xian gently opened the cover with his fingers, and saw "********" written on the title page inside. The four big characters can't help giving birth to many emotions.
It is this one.
I recalled that when I first entered Kyoto, before Yishiju Restaurant, I bought this Dream of Red Mansions from the aunt who sold children, which was the first batch of pirated editions in this world.
Fan Xian stared at the book in his hands in a daze. He never thought that old friends would reunite here. In an instant, the years of life in the south of the capital of the capital flashed through his mind like a fleeting image. He didn't know what to say, and gradually understood, It turned out that even if I was born again, I would still be no match for the Fame and Fortune Killing Fields in Kyoto. I had long since forgotten the bright mood at the beginning, and I had long since lost that kind of frivolous but relaxed and happy life.
"I don't know where this lady is from." He smacked in his heart, holding a book in his hand, and subconsciously looked at the face of the girl on the chair.
At this time, he realized that this girl was extremely delicate, especially the skin on her face was exceptionally clean, and there was a sense of indifference between her brows. She looked like snow on the Cangshan Mountain, almost reflective. Fan Xian narrowed his eyes slightly, and couldn't help but think of his younger sister Ruoruo who was always frosty in front of outsiders, and his wife Wan'er who was trapped in the palace at this time.
The young lady's calm demeanor even in a coma seemed to take some of Ruoruo and Wan'er's energy.
Fan Xian looked at the girl's face with a smile, and suddenly noticed that the girl's eyelids moved slightly, knowing that she was finally waking up.
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Sun Yan'er woke up slowly, but felt that the eyelids were as heavy as lead stones. She only remembered that after she had eaten, she went back to her room to take a nap, and was going to copy the poems again, and tomorrow she would burn them in the garden to worship His Majesty. Unexpectedly, there was a commotion outside the mansion. It was the man who rushed in...
That black dagger was so cold, and those hands actually smelled so heavy of blood, as well as a strong smell of a man's body breath.
How could Sun Yan'er have been treated so rudely in this life, and when the smell of sweat from the hands covering her mouth and nose washed away, she couldn't help feeling ashamed and angry, couldn't catch her breath, and passed out!
She didn't know how long she had been in a coma, but she finally woke up, slowly opened her eyes, and saw a face in a daze, a handsome, amiable young man looking at her with a nasty smile. There is no light, only the faint moonlight outside the window, but it makes this face more pure and gentle.
Sun Yan'er's heart tightened for a while, her eyes were full of horror, she subconsciously shrank back from the chair, and was about to open her mouth to breathe out, but the horror in her eyes turned into a look of bewilderment and bewilderment.
There was a thump in her heart, and she wondered to herself, who is this young man? He seems to be unfamiliar, but why is he so familiar
Like where did I see it a long time ago
Watching the girl on the chair slowly open her eyes, with such complex emotions flashing in her eyes, but she didn't cry out, Fan Xian was a little surprised, looked at her with a smile, and retracted the finger that was always ready to point out, He wasn't going to be drugged because he needed a sober hostage.
"Who are you?"
"Who are you?"
The two spoke at the same time, Fan Xian tilted his head slightly, raised his eyebrows and said, "Shouldn't I be a gangster?"
Sun Yan'er looked at this good-looking young man, slightly startled, always felt that the brows of the other party were full of tenderness, and he didn't look like a gangster at all, but she also knew that her reaction was really weird, and she couldn't help feeling ashamed and flustered, Covering his body with his hands, he said in a trembling voice, "I don't care who you are, but please don't mess around, it won't do you any good."
"Miss, you are very calm, I appreciate it very much." Fan Xian looked at her with extremely gentle eyes, and said gently: "Once a lady in a household wakes up, she will call out loudly, and then bring We don't want to see the tragic consequences, the young lady's self-control ability is so strong, I really admire it."
Sun Yan'er's face turned slightly hot, thinking that she was about to shout out earlier, but seeing this face... vaguely seen in the previous life, somehow she didn't shout out.
"Girl, don't panic. I just need a place to hide temporarily. I promise, I won't hurt you."
Fan Xian said softly, and gently placed the red-covered book of stones on the table in his hand. He could have stunned the lady, but he had a hunch deep in his heart that he seemed to talk to the lady more, maybe It will bring you great benefits.
"Avoid?" Sun Yan'er lowered her head in fear, glanced at the intruder's clothes out of the corner of her eye, thinking in her heart who is this person? Who are you hiding from? Suddenly, she thought of the big event that happened in the capital in the past two days, thought of the face of the man in the legend, and took another look at the stone record that was gently placed on the table by the man.
Sun Yaner's face turned pale immediately, it's not that she is smart, nor is she lucky, but that in the past few years, her heart has been occupied by that name, she is always concerned about that person's every move, Especially recently, that person was driven into the abyss and became a traitor that everyone can punish, which made her extremely painful-so she was able to think of that person in the first time, and did the last thing. A guess that is close to the truth.
"is it him?"
Sun Yan'er's lips trembled slightly, she raised her head bravely, and looked seriously at Fan Xian's face, but she still couldn't say anything.
Fan Xian glanced at her curiously, and asked gently, "Girl, may I ask where you are from the He family?"
At this time, Sun Yan'er had already decided that this person was that person, and she couldn't speak out under the agitation of her mind. She just looked at Fan Xian foolishly, and asked with a trembling voice: "You are Mr. Fan?"
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So it was Fan Xian's turn to be stupid. Although the disguise he made was not too exaggerated, he firmly believed that people who were not very familiar with him would definitely not be able to recognize him, but why did this young lady recognize him at a glance? Out of your own name? Fan Xian's heart tightened, and his eyes turned cold.
Seeing that he didn't deny it, Sun Yan'er became even more flustered, and then remembered the question asked by the other party earlier, biting her lower lip and said shyly, "Father, Sun Jingxiu."
"Sun Jingxiu!"
Fan Xian gasped, couldn't help but rubbed his nose, opened his mouth wide, couldn't speak for a long time, and sighed in his heart, he didn't know whether his luck was extremely good or extremely bad.
Sun Jingxiu! Today's Governor of Kyoto! In charge of the yamen servants and daily law and order in the capital, and following the Queen Mother's order to arrest her chief official... I didn't expect that I would hide in the Sun's mansion and even capture Sun Jingxiu's daughter!
Fan Xian sighed, looked at Miss Sun and said, "So it's Miss Sun, I hope I didn't surprise you."
He frowned. Sun Jingxiu is now the second-rank governor of Kyoto. Although he has never had any party affiliation, he has nothing to do with him, especially since the queen mother trusts him so much. There is no difference in the tiger's den. For safety's sake, I should leave earlier.
Glancing at Miss Sun's family, Fan Xian secretly stretched out his finger and picked out brother Luo Fang who had fascinated Si Lili, Xiao En, and Yan Bingyun before. He was going to charm this Miss Sun's family before leaving quietly.
"You are Master Xiao Fan?" Sun Yaner bit her lower lip and asked persistently.
Fan Xian stood in front of her, with an inexplicable smile on his face, and asked curiously, "Why did Miss recognize you at a glance?"
Hearing his confession in disguise, Sun Yan'er covered her mouth in disbelief. For some reason, two tears fell from the corners of her eyes.
Fan Xian shook his head inexplicably.
But Sun Yan'er saw that he was about to leave, so she sat up from the chair all of a sudden, rushed over, and hugged him tightly in her arms!
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Feeling the soft fragrance in his arms, Fan Xian was really stupid now. Could it be that this young lady of the Sun family is a patriotic young woman who is going to risk her life to catch the assassin of the king
No, the girl in her arms is crying, it doesn't look like she wants to catch herself, so what exactly is she trying to do
Fan Xian's true energy flowed into both hands, and he didn't pull the opponent's shoulder. He just felt the twitch of the opponent's shoulder. He couldn't help but wondered. This seemed to have fallen into some kind of male and female problems. However, Fan Xian's memory was amazing, and he thought he had never owed anything in his life. A woman surnamed Sun, in fact, I have never seen this person!
"Baoyu..." Sun Yan'er sobbed in Fan Xian's arms, and suddenly uttered two words like a dream.
Startled, Fan Xian pushed her away from his arms and said softly, "Girl, wake up."
Wake up, Sun Yan'er woke up, let out a cry of surprise, and retreated all of a sudden, thinking that she had thrown herself into the arms of a strange man so unvirtuously before, she couldn't help being happy, surprised, ashamed and angry, and sat down. Cried in the chair.
Looking at this scene, Fan Xian couldn't help frowning, as if he had caught something in his heart, Governor of Kyoto? Miss Sun? This room full of Dream of Red Mansions, Banxianzhai's collection of poems, the precious jade that the lady inadvertently called out before...
In the blink of an eye, Fan Xian finally remembered something from a long time ago, a story that was once rumored in Kyoto.
"You are the one...how to burn my precious jade!"
Fan Xian looked at Miss Sun's family and said in surprise.
Sun Yan'er was recognized by Fan Xian, she couldn't help being startled, lowered her head, and looked at him shyly.
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This is a story that Fan Sizhe told Fan Xian three and a half years ago. At that time, the two brothers were preparing to start Danbo Bookstore to sell the Dream of Red Mansions handwritten by Fan Xian. Fan Xian was worried about the sales of Stone Book. It has long been popular in Kyoto, especially Miss Dahu, who has caused a lot of harm.
Among these young ladies, the most famous one was Miss Cheng Jia of the Kyoto Prefecture. Because of watching the Dream of Red Mansions, that young lady became despondent and dull-witted. As a result, the manuscript was burned by Fu Cheng's wife. The young lady cried out in pain, why burn my precious jade! ... So he became seriously ill and lingered on the couch for a long time.
I don't know how long this matter has been spread in the capital, and it was also a bright spot in Fan Xian's unsurpassed reputation back then.
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Fan Xian looked at Miss Sun's family who was shyly bowing her head on the chair, couldn't help but sighed and shook his head, thinking that it's no wonder this lady would be so excited after knowing his identity, the boudoir would be arranged like this, so it turned out that the other party was him The No. 1 fan of Tianzi... No, it should be said that it is the daughter's family who suffered from Red Mansion Syndrome, a poor person who was bewitched by Brother Baoyu.
He looked at Miss Sun's family and said softly, "Didn't the manuscript be burned?"
Sun Yan'er raised her head shyly, glanced at the red leather stone notebook on the desk, and said in a mosquito-like voice: "I bought a copy later, and my illness will be cured."
"The Prime Minister of Kyoto... Mr. Sun is now the Prime Minister of Kyoto, so it's hard for me to get in touch."
Fan Xian said with a smile, thinking to himself that although Fu Cheng is only two ranks away from Fu Yin, the power is vastly different, especially in a vital place like Kyoto, it is extremely difficult for Fu Cheng to climb to the position of Fu Yin. What's more, it's only been more than three years.
Sun Yan'er glanced at him, and said softly, "Thank you, Master Xiao Fan."
"Thank me?"
"yes."
After talking for a while, Fan Xian realized that countless things had happened since he entered the capital. At that time, Yin Mei Zhili of the Kyoto Prefecture was forced to leave Beijing because of Fan Xian's lawsuit with the son of Guo Youzhi, Minister of Rites. It is said that he was in Yanjing Xiaoyao's idle position, and the governor of Kyoto who took over was involved in the murder and silence because of the power struggle between Fan Xian and the second prince, and was investigated separately from his post.
In less than three years, the governor of the capital had changed several people, and it was precisely because of this that Sun Jingxiu was able to climb from the governor to the position of governor of the capital, so it was not wrong for Miss Sun to say that it was all due to Fan Xian.
Fan Xian looked at Miss Sun's family quietly, his mind was spinning very fast, the location of the capital is very special, he suddenly met this lady by chance, is it God helping him
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"Miss Sun, do you believe me?" Fan Xian looked at Sun Yan'er with a sincere and dull look.
"Your Excellency, please call me Yan'er." Sun Yan'er bowed her head and said.
"Hair?" Fan Xian's heart moved, knowing that he was more sure about this matter, he said gently: "Now I am the official of the imperial court..."
"I don't believe it!" Sun Yan'er raised her head in panic and said first.
"I'm bad..."
"you are not."
Sun Yaner bit her lip and looked at Fan Xian's face who was so close to her. She didn't know that this was already the effect of Fan Xian's disguise. She just felt that the dream she had had for three years seemed to have turned into a dream at this very moment. In reality, the man in the dream came to me just like this, and I could see him, hear his voice, and even... I even smelled the sweat on his palm before!
Feeling flustered and elated, in Sun Mao'er's heart, how could Mr. Fan be the villain who plotted to assassinate His Majesty? She never thought about it that way.
At this point, there is nothing to worry about. Fan Xian looked at her gently, and said softly and shamelessly, "Browner... Girl, there is something I need your help with."
Sun Yan'er bit her lower lip, nodded vigorously, and then whispered, "Hurry up and light the lamp."
I don't know if she thinks that the moonlight outside the window is too dark to see the face of the idol in the dream, or she reminds Fan Xian not to arouse the suspicion of the servants of Sun's residence.
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"People all over the world are looking for you, but no one would have imagined that you would hide in the mansion of Mr. Yin Sun of the Kyoto Prefecture... Sir, you and I have known each other for two years, and only now can I truly admire you. "Under the candlelight, a young man sat opposite Fan Xian and shook his head.
Fan Xian looked at him with a smile and said, "Young Master Xiaoyan, have you finally learned to admire people?"
The person who came was Yan Bingyun, the first person Fan Xian contacted after entering Beijing. It's just that after Fan Xian returned to Beijing, he never had a proper place to live, so it was the first time the two met. As for how Yan Bingyun escaped from the surveillance of the inner court and quietly came to the Sun Mansion, which would never attract attention, it was not something that Fan Xian needed to worry about. As the only candidate for the next head of the Overwatch Council, he wouldn't even care about this. I don't have any skills.
Yan Bingyun looked at him and said: "Not only I admire it, I'm afraid the eldest princess also admires it very much. Lord Sun Sun of the capital prefecture ordered you to be arrested, but you are hiding in his daughter's boudoir..."
Fan Xian spread his hands flat and shrugged: "My luck has always been better than others."
After a slight pause, he said emphatically, "Maybe it's not luck, after all, it's the benefit of my past."
Yan Bingyun moved in front of the chair, crossed his hands in front of his legs, rubbed them together, glanced at the big bed at the back of the boudoir, frowned and said, "This is a big deal, don't care about the details, it's just you, my lord... How do you plan to use... this girl?" ?”
He spoke in an extremely low voice, and he was not worried that Miss Sun's family would hear him.
Fan Xian said calmly: "I need a center from which I can communicate. Without the Sun Mansion, I would not be able to talk to you so calmly, and it would be difficult to convey the order I want to convey smoothly... The Sun Mansion, is This is where the incident in Kyoto started.”
Yan Bingyun looked at him, shook his head after a while, and sighed: "Only you can do such a thing, that's right, no one will doubt that you will hide in the Kyoto Mansion."
"Miss Sun is willing to help me." Fan Xian said calmly, "The city gate is half open for me."
"I don't think a young lady can have that much influence over her father."
"This is something I need to consider. What you need is to dispatch from it." Fan Xian stared into Yan Bingyun's eyes, "You have to be responsible for arranging and evenly distributing the manpower outside the various mansions to the capital. It was a thunderous blow, and they were not given any chance to fight back."
Yan Bingyun paused and said: "But there is a problem right now. A month ago, all my authority in the courtyard was taken away by Dean Chen."
Fan Xian narrowed his pupils slightly, and said in a low voice, "What's going on? Why is Chen Pingping crazy?"
Yan Bingyun fell silent, and said, "I'll talk about this later, I only care about one thing."
He stared into Fan Xian's eyes, and said word by word: "Your Majesty...is he dead?"
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After a dead silence, Fan Xian said slowly, "I was the only one who escaped from the entire Dadong Mountain. Although I didn't see it personally, it's probably more ominous, otherwise the Eldest Princess wouldn't be so confident. .”
"What's going on on Dadong Mountain?"
Fan Xian didn't have much time to go into details, he just said, "Ku He, Si Gu Jian, and Ye Liuyun should all be here."
When Yan Bingyun heard the news, his face turned livid. Knowing that His Majesty could never return to the capital, he gradually clenched his fists, and asked, "Where are your five hundred black horses?"
"Lucking outside Beijing, I have a way to get in touch, but it's hard to sneak into Beijing quietly."
"Now that you have the cover of the Kyoto Prefecture, you should have a way to bring these people in." Yan Bingyun clarified Fan Xian's arrangement in one sentence.
"That's right, the five hundred black cavalry outside Beijing are really no match for the tens of thousands of defenders in the capital, but if you let go of the capital and come to fight a big fight, with the help of the imperial prince's imperial army, I think it should play a very terrifying role."
"There are still 1,400 people in the courtyard in the capital." Fan Xian said, "This is the power you and I can control. We must launch it in the capital before the Eldest Princess takes control of the thirteen gate divisions."
"There is something I have to remind you." Yan Bingyun was silent for a while, then suddenly said in a shivering voice: "If my prediction is correct... Dean Chen should have known about the assassination in advance, and even cooperated in secret The action of the eldest princess."
Fan Xian's pupils shrank slightly, and he was speechless for a long time. All the weird situations of the Overwatch Council fell into his eyes, but he still couldn't believe that Chen Pingping would play that kind of role in this matter.
"Probably not." He lowered his head and said, "The Qin family's army has already surrounded Chen Yuan."
"This is the truth." Yan Bingyun stared at him with a cold light in his eyes, "I don't care what relationship you have with the dean, but since you want to execute the will for His Majesty, you must pay attention to this matter, I don't want you Before he even made a move, he was murdered to death."
Fan Xian said: "Don't worry, I always have confidence in human nature, the principal will not harm me."
He took out the Tisi badge from his pocket, and solemnly handed it to Yan Bingyun: "I don't know how many people in the courtyard can be mobilized by this badge, but your authority has been confiscated. If you want to organize this matter, you should use Give this badge a try."
Yan Bingyun took the badge without saying a word, then subconsciously glanced at the figure of the young lady in the middle, shook his head and said, "It must be useful, I'm starting to believe in things like luck now."
Fan Xian laughed and said, "I've heard a saying before that men conquer the world, and women conquer the world by conquering men."
Yan Bingyun stood up and was about to leave. He glanced back at him, shook his head in disapproval and said, "I've discovered it a long time ago. In your life, you seem to be conquering the world by conquering women." How to, please log in, more chapters, support the author, support genuine!)